Dear Earth,
If this was a metaphor,
You would be our mother and we would be your very young children,
Still playing war,
Throwing tantrums,
Slowly learning what it means to share.
I seek the neutrality you embody by looking at the sky and remembering all human stories are just that,
Stories,
And we could be telling different ones if we tried on a different pair of eyes.
As I walk on your ground with reverence,
I try to make peace with our young minds,
Thinking we will learn,
We will learn.
I turn to you,
Today and always,
With only a wish,
For I am still human,
To be patient like a forest,
So that I learn all I am meant to learn and create all I am meant to create before my light goes out.
I hear your songs performed by your eldest,
Wisest children,
The wind,
The trees,
The ocean,
And in an instant I am restored,
Filled in one with the elements,
With all you are the children.
Dear Earth,
I bless you,
I bless you and all my siblings,
I bless the mountains,
The seas,
The rivers,
All the creatures that inhabit air,
Land and water.
I bless the lungs of the earth and every raindrop.
I bless the treetops and all root systems.
I bless every leaf and every beating heart.
I bless the darkness of our human nature so that we may transcend it.
I bless the beauty of our human nature so that we may share it.
I bless the lessons you send our way as the most important gifts of our lives.
I bless you,
I bless us,
I bless it all.
Dear Earth,
Thank you,
Thank you,
Thank you.